He has seen her somewhere else, somewhere he could not yet imagine. His eyes begin to roll in wonder; by passing those dirty mags he's seen from under his dads bed. The thoughts of her being in one of those late nights TV shows fills his thoughts with a doubt; of him being next to a show star.
As he begins kicking to the beat from under his head as his feet kick their way into a scene of its glitter and shine. He becomes in tune with his surroundings; not knowing it could have been him.
That feeling now leaves him in its brightest sky; His head up in its winds, eyes squinting in a gloom of arousal, his chest has set from its pumping expansion then his hips begun to let him know he was the man. As did the wee old lady, standing on her door step with her finger's pinched in to the wee young man that has helped her there from after escorting her from off the slip and slide of the sidewalks under ice.
"Wee, hee, hee. A fine young man, he be." She said to him as she gave his cheek one last grip of her pinch.
After standing there in a wind for what he could have only imagined left him a turn for a slip into another one of his tempting thoughts as it did with all of the old lady's that stared on into him from in thru their window's.
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